Brooklyn-Queens

Real cool, 'cause Brooklyn's cool

Friday June, the last day of school

Girls steppin' to the mall to swing

Settin' up dollars for their summer fling

Cars on the avenue create gridlock

And there's girls like mad at the bus stop

Not waitin' on the bus, but waitin' on the cashflow

Fellas are laughin', gassin' the past ho

Girl steps to me and pushes  issue

That knot you got, is that money or tissue?

Feelin' on the bulge, thinkin' it's her own

I tell her that it's money and she should move on

She says she's pure from her legs to her thighs

And we should talk over some Chinese and fries

I tell her to step, but, hey, that's the scene

'Cause she ain't nothing but a Brooklyn queen

Brooklyn - Queens

Brooklyn - Queens

State the rhyme, borough of Brooklyn

Otherwise known as Crooklyn

Freaks fortify flesh with gold

Ears hang trunk, in a slave hold

Walk past, don't get the time of day

Played like suede on a summer sway

Conversated, till I made her laugh

Said, "I'm Pete Nice, you want my autograph?"

Oval Office closed as she heard this

She said, "From 3rd Bass? I could do this"

Listen closely, slowly took a swig of intoxicants

'Cause the Brooklyn Queen's a gold digger

Brooklyn - Queens

Brooklyn - Queens

Brooklyn - Queens

Brooklyn - Queens

Squared away with my digits and tonight's plans

When I feel a crab, grab my right hand

Slapped her on the back, tried to climb up

Askin' her, "What's the reason for the drama?"

Her next move was straight out a textbook

"Haven't we met before?", givin' me a sex look

Yo, Wisdom, your lyrics are in bad taste

So I'm forced to give you nothing but the gas face

You better go, for hoppin' on the cab or bus

'Cause you're downtown and you're simply too fabulous

But get this, ain't this a humdinger?

She stepped to a retard sportin' a four-finger ring

Somewhere in the skin tight jeans

I'm gonna scoop the best of the Brooklyn Queens

Brooklyn - Queens

Brooklyn - Queens

Last exit to Brooklyn, I enter

Carefully the queen holds my scepter

Gettin' numb like a Derelict on scotch

I'm Dick Lewis 'cause, baby, I'm watchin' you

Scheme on a brother for a knot

To choose between the have and the have-not

Do you doubt the shade of vanilla?

I'll play Elvis and you play Priscilla

Oh, he's no hero, better yet Billy Dee

Advertise cheap liquor for a fee

A Brooklyn queen, rough as Russell Simmons

It's like Tyson rushin' Givens

Brooklyn - Queens

Brooklyn - Queens

Brooklyn - Queens

Brooklyn - Queens

Brooklyn - Queens

Ah, yeah

Brooklyn - Queens

Brooklyn - Queens

Who's on Prince Paul's cactus?

Brooklyn - Queens

Yo, check it out

Brooklyn - Queens

Ah, what happened?

What happened? Yo, go get out there

Yo, Brooklyn - Queens

Alright, yo, go out there

Yo

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